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天气已转凉,寒风擦着墙头刮过。不远处的几棵树哗啦啦地颤抖着,而院子里那株山茶却躲在墙角安然地挺着叶子,笑容明媚。外婆家的房子是自己建起来的,身为工程师的外公买回了水泥、砖,在幽静的巷子尽头建起了这座两层小洋楼。房前有一个小院子,一堵青砖红瓦的墙把它与喧嚣隔绝起来。而今想来它也已经陪伴我们一家人度过了二三十个春秋。童年的日子总是欢快而惬意。阳光温和的午后,我总是躲在院墙的阴影里观察院子角落里各种
The weather has turned cooler, cold wind scratched the wall scratched. Not far from a few trees crashed trembling, and that camellia in the yard but hiding in the corner of Enron leaves, smiling bright. Grandmother’s house is built by himself, as an engineer bought his grandfather cement, brick, built in the quiet alley at the end of this two-story small mansion. A small courtyard in front of the house, a wall of red brick wall to isolate it from the noise. Now it wants to come, it has also spent twenty or thirty years with our family. The days of childhood are always cheerful and cozy. The mild afternoon sun, I always hide in the shadow of the yard wall to observe a variety of yard corner